ah hm. my thoughts on this are a little overdue but better late than never i guess.
i think all of us can sense it. we're all intuitive enough to sense wat is wrapped inside a joke: be it poisonous malice or tinkling amusement. it's hard to get it from just one instance, but an accumulation of experiences leads to a conclusion of the person's intentions - malicious or benign. it's hard to pinpoint, and hard to justify... but it is nevertheless pretty much certain.
and then it reaches the limit and there is a violent reaction.
"what happened? why a little bit only pissed off already? why is he so pms-sy? why he so easily angry one? what's wrong with him?"
such puzzlement can only stem from ignorance and insensitivity. i know. i've felt the exact same puzzlement before. of course there are times when ppl are oversensitive or prejudiced and maybe sometimes simply irascible. but i'm not talking abt these times. i'm talking abt the times that we ask these questions as if he is the one at fault when really, we're the ones that caused the outburst; when we're the ones that built up that resentment; when we're the ones who failed to see the cracks in the dam until the water has burst forth and flooded the plains.
i'll admit it's not easy to draw the line between fun and evil... if not for moral self-checks, i think i'd be a really horrible person. sometimes i am probably. just hope it's not often...
in the name of fun, all's good and fine of course. but the thing is... fun is, at times, only a facade right? beneath that, a host of darker and baser urges - to put down the other guy; to use him as a stepping stone; the intellectual satisfaction in wit, sarcasm and irony; to use the other as a shield against one's own insecurities because, if there are people beneath me, it means there is no one at the top to thump me. ahhh the seduction of power.
of course good natured jibes exist. in fact they're probably the more common ones that friends share with each other. but sometimes someone comes along and tints that rosy hue and we realize... angels and demons co-exist in our world. not side-by-side with each other, but together within each of us.
lolz sounds so schizo.
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ah hm. my thoughts on this are a little overdue but better late than never i guess.
i think all of us can sense it. we're all intuitive enough to sense wat is wrapped inside a joke: be it poisonous malice or tinkling amusement. it's hard to get it from just one instance, but an accumulation of experiences leads to a conclusion of the person's intentions - malicious or benign. it's hard to pinpoint, and hard to justify... but it is nevertheless pretty much certain.
and then it reaches the limit and there is a violent reaction.
"what happened? why a little bit only pissed off already? why is he so pms-sy? why he so easily angry one? what's wrong with him?"
such puzzlement can only stem from ignorance and insensitivity. i know. i've felt the exact same puzzlement before. of course there are times when ppl are oversensitive or prejudiced and maybe sometimes simply irascible. but i'm not talking abt these times. i'm talking abt the times that we ask these questions as if he is the one at fault when really, we're the ones that caused the outburst; when we're the ones that built up that resentment; when we're the ones who failed to see the cracks in the dam until the water has burst forth and flooded the plains.
i'll admit it's not easy to draw the line between fun and evil... if not for moral self-checks, i think i'd be a really horrible person. sometimes i am probably. just hope it's not often...
in the name of fun, all's good and fine of course. but the thing is... fun is, at times, only a facade right? beneath that, a host of darker and baser urges - to put down the other guy; to use him as a stepping stone; the intellectual satisfaction in wit, sarcasm and irony; to use the other as a shield against one's own insecurities because, if there are people beneath me, it means there is no one at the top to thump me. ahhh the seduction of power.
of course good natured jibes exist. in fact they're probably the more common ones that friends share with each other. but sometimes someone comes along and tints that rosy hue and we realize... angels and demons co-exist in our world. not side-by-side with each other, but together within each of us.
lolz sounds so schizo.